Page 135 of Bitten By Desire
Zoey looked so sad as they walked out the door and closed it behind them.
She sat back on her heels and took a bite of the banana. “I don’t get it,” she said with her mouth full. “Does Titan hate me or something?”
I grabbed her hand to help her to her feet. “I think he hates everyone.” But I had finally gotten him to smile. I pictured the way his lips had felt pressed against mine earlier. And then I immediately shook away the thought. That man was going to be the death of some poor girl. “Thanks for distracting them for me.”
“No problem. I actually think I might have a chance with Otto. Or the twins. Could you imagine banging a set of twins at the same time?” She fanned herself.
No. That was so weird. And exactly something Zoey would want to do. “Just be careful around them.”
“Oh, I know. Because they’rebad,dangerousboys. Ugh. I think I’m in love.”
I laughed. Even though they weren’t just bad boys. They were freaking murderous werecats. And none of it was actually funny. It was a good thing I was staying in town. Because she needed me to protect her from what she didn’t know.
“I thought you were dating Officer Davis or something?”
“He’smarried, Emma.” She stared at me like I was insane.
I was so confused. “I know he is. Which is why you shouldn’t be dating him.”
“I’m not,” she said through a mouthful of banana. “I’m going to sleep with the twins. That’s my new goal.”
I really didn’t love that. But I couldn’t stop her. “Ask them their secret though, okay?”
“I like a little mystery in the bedroom.”
I sighed. She wasn’t getting it. But she wasn’t going to bang them tonight or anything. So she’d be safe at least until dawn. “I need to go see Callum.”
“Is that a good idea? Since it’s nighttime and all?”
“I think that’s a werewolf thing.”And maybe a werecat thing?I had so many freaking questions!
“Ooooh. Yeah. I remember now. They change on a full moon, right? Half animal, half beast. That’s so hot too.”
She’d lost her mind… My train of thought stopped when I saw her pull an almost empty bottle of wine off the end table. Oh, she was just drunk. That explained everything. Zoey always had been a stress drinker. “I think you’ve had enough of that.” I grabbed it away from her.
“But it pairs perfectly with the sweetness of my nanner.”
Yup, she was plastered. “I think it’s time for you to go to bed.”
“And for you to getinbed with Callum.” She pointed at me. “You blushed! That’s what you’re doing! You’re going over there for a late night booty call.”
“More like a very serious discussion about how many people he’s murdered.”
“Way to kill the vibe, Emma.”
I sighed. “I need to know.”
“Okay…what if it’s two people?” she asked.
“I think it’s probably more than that.”
“Two hundred?!”
I cringed. That was a leap. Or...maybe not. “That seems like a ton, right? That’s bad. Really bad.”
“Bad enough for you to stop loving him?”
I bit the inside of my lip. Callum wasn’t doing that anymore. But being good recently didn’t counteract years of murder.
